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Haiku my Heart #14 ~ Remembering Hilda May


Dearest Hilda May,
resting on sons' strong shoulders,
always held in love.

It was a sad, but also a very tender and beautiful day
when Hilda was carried to rest 
on the shoulders of the menfolk in her life.
It was fitting,
 after all, they had been her life ~
her husband Ernie who had gone before,
her two sons, and two grandsons,
and of course us, her wider family.

As one final act of love and respect,
we slowly and reverently
visited Hilda's beloved 'Sun Street',
the street she grew up in,
the street she played in as a child,
and 
the place she reminisced about in later years.

Such a touching, final rendezvous,
imagining 
Hilda Happy on Sun Street.
~
Wednesday, 2nd February 2011
~

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Comments

joco said…
In honour of...

What a splendid tribute to what seems a lovely lady who left a happy life. Mixed feelings for you on the day I shouldn't wonder.
Spadoman said…
Dear Ms. Foxy... A tribute so fine, one would only dream that people think this way when it's our own time to cross. Beautiful, and Hilda May is beautiful as well. Good vibrations sent to those left behind.

Peace.
Ramesh Sood said…
A lovely tribute.. very thoughtful.. direct from the heart..touches heart..
Very beautiful and touching. Wishing you well! Cathy
Carola Bartz said…
What a beautiful and lovely tribute.
Meri said…
Lovely words. . .lovely woman who obviously was greatly loved.
rebecca said…
hilda may....
her face here so full of life, love, promise.
the flowers like a starry crown upon her head.
a blessing from sun street.

you words so honoring and bright.

thank you for sharing this passage, this beautiful branch in your family tree.
Grammy said…
She was blessed to have some one like you in her life. That is so amazing to visit her sunset. I would love to be remembered and honored in such a beautiful way. And thank you for sharing this special person with us today.
Big hug and lots of love sent you way.
Dearest Sue,
Thank you for sharing these beautifully warm and intimate family memories with us. Hilda May looks as lovely on her wedding day as Lady Di ever did. She is adorned with a crown of flowers, the queen of her household, supported by the men of her court and clearly she had a deeply significant place in the hearts of both her family and her extended family. How blessed she is to be honored and loved so by you on this day. This is a beautiful post.
Love always,
Noelle
Charlotte said…
You received so many comments about Hilda May - I wish I'd have known her. I'm glad you did and that you travelled so far to send her off and acknowledged her influence on you with with a fitting tribute. I like to think that somewhere, somehow; she'll smile at all that has been said, done and written about her.

Love C xxx
Anonymous said…
This is a lovely tribute and a lovely post. Thanks for sharing.

All the best, Boonie
Kat Sloma said…
Beautiful image and haiku, for a beautiful person. I can tell through your words how much she was loved and will be missed. Thank you for sharing them today!

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